Geist one-minute movie No. 72: Geist office window, Vancouver
Geist one-minute movie No. 74: Lacombe Lake, St. Albert
Geist one-minute movie No. 75: Hollyhock, Cortes Island
Geist one-minute movie No. 71: 135 bus, Vancouver
Geist one-minute movie No. 77: Manson's Landing, Cortes Island
Geist one-minute movie No. 76: Squirrel Cove, Cortes Island
Geist one-minute movie No. 73: Grandin Pond, St. Albert
Geist one-minute movie No. 52: Sherwood Park, AB
Geist one-minute movie No. 68: le vieux port, Montreal
Susanna Moodie
Strangers in the Bush
This excerpt from Roughing It in the Bush was used for the 2011 Geist Erasure Poetry Contest.
Me and the Pope
The Pope wanted somewhere to crash at night, and he remembered my futon fondly from years past.
Winnipeg Trading Cards
A series of trading cards for collectors who want to change the world.
NINO RICCI
Five of a Kind
What these tricks tell us, beneath Paul’s casual smile, is to beware: he is a force to be reckoned with.
DON MCKAY
Yard Saled
Once out of storage and onto the lawn, the clutter looked different.
Gregory Betts
Anagram
From If Language, a poetry collection published by BookThug in 2005. Each poem in the book is an anagram of an epigraph written by Steve McCaffery that contains 525 letters. Gregory Betts’ essay “Trench Poetry” appeared in Geist No. 54.
How to Roll a Joint with Pierre Berton
This video of Pierre Berton teaching the basics of joint-rolling originally aired on the Rick Mercer Report (CBC Television) on February 21, 2005.
SONNY ASSU
Branding
Challenging the perception of "Indian" art.
KAREN HOFMANN
Alter Ego
Patsy's daughter Sarah met a woman who had an alter ego named Edna.
J. DAVID HENRY
Jack Pine Fire Strategy
From "The Benefits of Being Burned," a chapter in Canada's Boreal Forest, by J. David Henry (Smithsonian Natural History Series).
KENNETH SHERMAN
Who Knows You Here?
The sidewalks of Yonge Street were wooden then. I can picture horse buns steaming in the snow . . .
JOHN TERPSTRA
Giants
A few thousand years ago, John Terpstra’s giants doffed their coats and splashed around in newly-melted glacier water. Join them for a stanza or two.
Upon the Conversion of Stephen Harper
With his pyjama pants billowing like tandem windsocks, he cries into the broken sky: Sweet lord, if only you will have me, I will be true this time!